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The BossGarmr |
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The MarauderPeyote |
The GeneralMarko |
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The Companions |
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The ThievesJormungandrKhyber Kristjan Síhtríc Tribulation |
The AssociatesAziziAtticus Leukos Lucifer Salinger Thranduil |
The SoldiersKheldarVaingard Rosto |
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The TrinketsNone |
Boss's Decree"For every brother you bring to ourmidst, you may keep a trinket all to yourself. She will not be sullied or traded, unless you deem otherwise. But should you bring a mare here without a new brother first, then I will consider her property of the Lagoon as a whole and do with her as I see fit." - Garmr |
The OffspringNone |
Rules• The Lagoon is where homeless stallions come to live as a brotherhood. Mares may not live here except as captives or companions for the Leaders. • Soldiers keep mainly to fighting, Thieves keep mainly to raiding, and Associates may do both, neither, or act as diplomats. Members may issue their own battles and raids, but should generally consult the General, Marauder or Boss for permission. • All major decisions are determined by vote, but the Boss maintains order within the Lagoon and has the final say. • Elections for leadership positions will be held every TLI summer, provided the qualifying criteria are met. • You can find detailed information about how the Lagoon works on the Rules page. • Upon election, the Boss can issue a rule for members to follow during their tenure. It is up to leadership to enforce. |
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Posted on July 27, 2021 at 02:41:44 AM by Azizi
| Azizi
blood is heavier than water |
| Azizi’s eyes brightened and relief washed over his young face when the familiar figure stepped into view, and the colt didn’t hold back the fleeting, crooked smile that passed over his lips. He shuffles his hooves a little as the white patched stallion drifts nearer; sometimes the ground gave beneath his lightweight frame in a way that reminded him of sand. After a brief moment of restlessness the colt found himself a drier spot to stand on, and he turned his golden eyes back to Rehoboam, flicking an ear and taking a moment to ponder the compliment and the question.
(Again, Azizi saw kindness, and later would come to know Rehoboam as his silver lining, albeit one far humbler and softer and a little less literal than his mama’s silver lining.) Azizi bowed his head in gentle acknowledgement, but did not feel he had done anything noteworthy, only what he’d needed to. “Mama says there’s a strange strength hidden in our bones. It’s what’s kept her alive so long.” And the brown boy, face streaked with white, fell silent a moment, thinking of the stories she’d told; of sandstorms and swims across the open ocean, a roving band that often encroached too close to other herds, lionesses and losses too painful to speak of some days. “She’s just angry. Not at you, really,” he said and length, and his eyes widened as he hastily sought to reassure, because he didn’t want to upset the stallion who’d shown kindness (only for Shenzi to have scorned it and him). “Angry at the world,” came his clarification. Azizi frowned a little, not feeling satisfied with what he’d revealed. He believed that Shenzi was more than just her anger, even if most days she didn’t seem to believe it herself. And he wanted Rehoboam to know this, so that maybe, just maybe, he’d see Shenzi in a better light than the darkness Azizi feared was all everyone else ever saw. “But sometimes she smiles for me.” Not often, and not for long, but when such tenderness settled on her face, she was beautiful in Azizi’s eyes, in a way that nothing else in his life ever could be. Azizi might have thought of more to say, if not for the sound of another muffled splash some distance behind him. Suddenly aware of how thirsty he was, the colt wrinkled his nose a little, and looked imploringly at the tobiano stallion. “Could you…Would you please show me where to find fresh water?” He’d not been granted opportunity to roam on his own before now, and it was harder than he’d thought it would be. Everything looked the same, and it was all too easy for him to lose his way this deep in the Lagoon. “All the water I can find is kind of like the sea water. Mama is good at finding her way, but she needed time alone.” |
Replies:
- in the deafening silence; - By Rehoboam July 31, 2021 at 09:04:11 PM
- damu ni nzito kuliko maji. - By Azizi August 17, 2021 at 02:36:32 AM
- in the deafening silence; - By Rehoboam August 26, 2021 at 10:28:14 PM
- damu ni nzito kuliko maji. - By Azizi August 17, 2021 at 02:36:32 AM
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